I didn’t make the same mistake, I was up early – in fact, too early – and just sat on the sofa letting the morning sink in. I grabbed a croissant and got on from Oxford Road to Preston, my mind was empty, maybe preparing myself for what was ahead. I knew we’d only have 6 to 7 hours before deadline, I hope they covered enough ground last night. I stopped by the shops to get snacks for everyone, sugar, lots of sugar to power them through the day – it’s a morale thing, snacks will power their happiness!
I arrived to start trimming straight away, managed to steal a metal ruler and cutting mat from the foyer around the corner, we cleaned up the place as much as we could, organising is what I do best. I brought my thick red marker – that was so important and was used throughout the day for EMPHASIS! The red marker and my notes were dotted everywhere. It’s my OCD talking but it added some colours on the wall, it’s a flashback for me, I used to do shitty posters to keep people amused.
Time really flew by, I did so much cutting it was unbelievable, K did all the mounting in the spraybooths downstairs, we had a conveyor belt of foam boards to cut. A couple of the students finished early and helped everyone out, I loved them, they were amazing. I floated between cutting, artworking, and positioning things on the wall. I deliberately ignored the time… there was so much going on I didn’t see the point in knowing what time it was!
I bumped into Rachel, she didn’t know I was there, great to see her again and she’s not changed one bit except for longer hair. We had a brief catch-up and it’s always fantastic to re-connect. Saw Andy and Pete here and there, but had zero time to chat.
It was 2pm when I realised nobody had their lunch, I wasn’t hungry either. The red marker came out to indicate 2 hours left… before I knew it, half an hour was gone, then we had one hour left. The pace was insane! Most people completed their portfolios and boards – there were a few who decided not to put anything up, four of them, I was disappointed that they chose not to but can also understand why. Still, it didn’t stop the majority of the class doing theirs.
4pm arrived, that was it, we had to lock the doors. It’s been one hell of a day, nothing I couldn’t handle, there was only so much we could have done. I am however, immensely proud of them all, they did amazing and it felt good to be able to help out. We were thanked with a card and beer. We did what we could and I hope my input helped them. I absolutely loved the day, he pressure wasn’t that bad but I work best with it.
We had a drink in the student union bar, knocked my first beer over… myself (and K!), so unpleasant. I had our third year 2003 photo album which brought a lot of laughter, went to another bar… (used to be Times Square), chatted to John, Andy and Pete, they loved the photo album. The advertising headed for Roper Hall, me and K joined them for the rest of the evening. We must have started drinking just after 4pm, went on a bit until 11pm, no idea where the time went. I remember playing pool, preaching about graphics, chatting to the students, made a promise to get to the degree show, I have to now… hoping to leave early that Friday.
Me and K got the last train home. It was fantastic to spend the evening with the students taking it easy. Had a good review with K on the way back, we went our separate ways and… I actually felt sad cos I missed them! I spent two days helping out and got to know them well.
What a day, I hardly had any food – been on a liquid diet.
What an experience though, would I go back and do it again on deadline week?